Betrayal (Vanish Book Two)
would I have known?
For all I knew—” he looked back up at me and stopped; it seemed as
though he had forgotten I was there.
    “I don’t care if you want me to leave, I
will, just please tell me what I did.”
    “You didn’t do anything. Thank God you didn’t
want to do anything; I don’t think I could live with myself,” he
said under his breath.
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Please just leave. I can’t look at you.” He
looked disgusted.
    “Fine,” I said.
    I walked out the door and turned around to
shut it. The moment the door was closed, someone put their hand
over my mouth. They dragged me into George and Elizabeth’s room
across the hall. Then they pulled me out a sliding glass door, and
over to the house. When they got me inside, they threw me down on
the floor.
    “First, you’re going to call Elizabeth and
tell her that we need to leave. Tell her something happened at my
house,” Dante said. “And then you’re going to go to the car without
a fight.”
    “Why are you doing this Dante?” I pleaded for
an answer.
    “He never cared about you,” Grace
laughed.
    I got up and went to run out the door, but
Dante grabbed me by my hair and put a knife to my throat. How had
he been in on this the entire time? I really thought he had cared
about me.
    “Give me the necklace,” Dante demanded. “We
can take her powers and kill her here, and then we’ll decide what
to do with them.” Grace handed him a necklace, but before he could
get it around my neck, someone came up behind them, and hit them
with something.
    I turned around and there stood Dante, in his
underwear, with a broken chair in his hands. I looked around the
room; I wasn’t quite sure what was going on.
    “Dante?” I asked as tears streamed down my
face.
    “Scarlett, meet Skylar,” he said as he
motioned to the man, lying knocked out on the floor.
    “What— what happened? Why are you only
wearing boxers?”
    “Well, I thought the call was from my mom,
but apparently Skylar escaped and stole her phone. He came here to
pretend to be me, and he stole my clothes.”
    “What do you mean Skylar escaped ?”
    “We had him locked in our basement. We
thought he had something to do with Grace’s disappearance. Not to
mention the fact that I needed him out of the way for me to be able
to pretend I was him, the only other choice would have been to kill
him.”
    “So he’s evil, isn’t he? How could he come
here?”
    “I don’t know. It wasn’t him that tried to
kill Grace,” he pointed out.
    “Yeah, but he just tried to kill me,” I
argued.
    “I don’t know,” he sighed.
    “We need to call Elizabeth,” I said as I ran
over to the phone.
    “What about her party, are you sure we should
interrupt? I think we can handle this by ourselves…” he
pondered.
    “What are you planning to do?”
    “I don’t know, I guess we tie them up. Keep
them in the basement until tomorrow morning, then we’ll see what
George and Elizabeth say.”
    “Do you know what powers Skylar has?” I
asked.
    “No,” he replied.
    Skylar jumped up and ran out the door, as we
tried to follow him, something stopped us from going out the door.
I didn’t see anything until we ran into it, and then it lit up
blue. By the time we got past it Skylar was long gone. We searched
around the outside of the house, forgetting about Grace, and when
we returned she, too, was gone.
    “We need to tell Elizabeth,” I urged.
    “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll call her. Go make
sure all the doors and windows are locked.”
    “Okay,” I said as I ran to the front door,
and locked it.
    I went to every last window and made sure
they were all locked. Then, I got the back door and the balcony
doors, just in case.
    When I came back down stairs, Dante was
sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. I sat down next to
him.
    “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.
    “Tell you what?” My mind was a blur; I could
hardly concentrate on anything.
    “That the

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